In heaven there is no beer

Another day of startlingly blue skies and extremely long shadows.

Igor was basking in the sunshine this morning, here he is, posing as part of a still-life tableau.

I'm off for a drink with Regine at a local bar, famed for its choice out of 100's of beers.

In heaven there is no beer (no beer!)
That's why we drink it here
And when we are gone from here
Our friends will be drinking all the beer.

(The Soggy Bottom Boys version of this is better, but unfortunately I can't find a link).

Proost!